You might think I have nothing to say, but actually, I have too much.
So this silence comes from being overwhelmed.
What am I overwhelmed by? I’m not even sure.
I guess I just don’t know what happens next.
I cancelled my eye surgery.
I want to move to England so I can have my own show on the BBC.
I am too poor to control my own destiny.
I hate wearing a suit, because I look like a goon.
I was at a very nice wedding where I sat at a table with this girl, but didn’t know who she was.
I drove in the dark tonight.
I am seriously starting to wonder if I’ll ever be able to do anything but “just get by”.
I am seriously starting to wonder if even if I could do more than “just get by”, would I be happy?
I really like this video.
I am now at a point in my life where I hate the summer and I don’t even care about my birthday. This alarms me because this is the exact opposite of how I used to be.
I think this is a terrible list.
I kinda want to move away, but then what?
I wouldn’t mind living in a loft.
I can’t follow what the hell is going on in the third Pirates of the Caribbean movie.
That should do it for now.
Oh and I’m worried about the war, the election and all the hurricanes and the earthquake that we’ll probably have here soon.